I feel horrible today! Really extremely horrible; I must have woken up at the wrongest side of the bed today. Backache, toothache, auuuggggh whatever! I’m also dying of boredom too. I feel like bursting. The girl who died from boredom. The girl who burst out in a hospital room out of boredom.

It’s an unexplainable horrible feeling; worse than my PMS days and I don’t have any idea how to make myself feel better. I did take Tylenol to soothe my toothache and backache and neck pains but augh I feel super bipolar; like I’m okay one minute and now I’m really feeling irritable and bored at everything! My hair; how I look fat in my computer screen… blah blah blah.

So I write and write and write with hopes of feeling better after venting out.

I am extremely bored already! It’s as if all the boredom droplets from day 1 finally filled my whole system and will explode today; right at this minute. I MISS HAVING SOMETHING TO DO. So yeah here I am complaining and some people might say; why don’t you do something then? Well if only I had a choice!!!! Auuuuuggggghhhhhhhhh.

And now, I have this super urge of putting my hair in a high bun; a top of my head so it won’t add to my frustrations right now. But in 3, 2, 1… augh, why do I always have a bad hair day lately?? WHY?

I want to go oooouuuuuutttt. But where? how? I feel like a bad person right now as I’m blabbing away but I just have to let it out, let it out, let it out of my system…

Why don’t they sell chick lit books in the gift shop here? That would have made me feel a teeny better. In a comfy recliner and a Starbucks on my other hand…

My mom’s asking me now if I want to eat. Since I’ve complained like crazy already; I’m going to say that I’m super bored with the caf food here. It’s like I can feel everything on my chest! I need to refresh. Have refreshing food. Refresh refresh refresh refresh refresh refresh.

Why can’t we have like computer functions in our brain? Like, for example I’m feeling really terrible right now so I’ll right click and refresh. Or like, whenever you want to delete information or memory on your brain you may click on delete and voila gone. Or when you want to re-do your self you just go on a restart. But no, you go on this phase for some indefinite time with an indefinite cure.

Maybe I just really need to go out and start doing my thing.

If only I could.

So I write… let it out, let it out, let it out…